Ya Paranormal Romance Novels & Stories

“The house isn’t creepy.” “Yes, it is,” Owen and Caroline said in unison. Ben dipped his roller back into the paint tray. “It has character.” Caroline hopped down from the stool and wiped paint from her hands. A streak of green smeared across her forehead. “This house has the same amount of character as Amityville.” Ben laughed and stepped closer, lifting the hem of his shirt to wipe the paint from her skin. “My house is not haunted. It just needs some attention.”

They sat across from each other at the small table and Marisol folded her hands and looked at Danielle with the specific quality of attention that came from someone who had stopped being surprised by what people were capable of and had moved into something more like compassionate witnessing. "Tell me what you know," Danielle said. "All of it. Everything you know about the pool and the ritual and what comes back. I need the complete truth." "I told you the complete truth the first time," Marisol said. "You told me enough to warn me," Danielle said. "I need more than a warning now. I need specifics." Marisol looked at her hands. "The pool is older than this pack," she said. "Older than the ter

“And I want to make love to you until my last breath. Still, I’d be craving more. What have you done to me, you sexy little witch? You're killing me.” A tremor of need went up her body and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, delving her fingers into his hair. They were so soft, silky and she caressed them the way she had always wanted to. “Will your spirit roam the world in search of me? We’ll have a paranormal romance.”

Of Trent and the other wolf, there was no sign. Did they still follow? Had Roderick's pets caught them? As twilight gave way to night, she trembled as she wondered how long they had until the vampire himself found them. I don't want to think about Roderick. Not when escape finally seemed a possibility. She focused instead on the man carrying her. While he didn't inspire the same kind of tingle Darren and Trent had, she still felt something, a little shock more along the lines of that she'd experienced with David. It was totally weird. In the past, her boyfriends had never given her electric shocks when they touched. Could the odd sensation have to do with their wolf status? A weird kind of p

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He enlightened her. "Breed? There are breeds? Aren't you all the same?" Adrianna was dumbfounded to know that vampires have different breeds. He got up and went to grab a book from his shelves, and hand a heavy book to Adrianna. "This will help you because I am not good at explaining things and facts." Said Alaric. Her palms touched the cover of the book which looked antique and royal. She read the title 'Vamoose', called Vampire in latin. "You didn't tell me you have kids." Alaric asked her.

"Anyone who associates with you is not innocent. But I'm talking about the human girl you abducted two days ago from a nightclub." Confusion ran through me at Francis' words. I leaned forward as the grip on the phone tightened. "I never did anything of the sort." Sol denied it immediately. Francis pulled out a phone to show Sol something, but I couldn't see what it was. "Is that so? Reports say that a woman named Kaya Taylor, aged 25, was seen at your place of residence recently. You are in violation of taking a human into the residency of a well-known pureblooded vampire without the permission of the VHO." (Note: Vampire Hunter Organization=VHO)

The wind’s howl is a lullaby. “So do you believe me now?” Alec asks. I lick my cracked lips. “What you did… it’s not normal.” The clouds part, and moonlight shines down on us. Alec’s eyes have turned hazel again, but I know I didn’t imagine the red. “I…” I can’t finish my thought. To say that I believe he’s a vampire would be like admitting I’m crazy. I shake my head. “Everything is just happening so fast. Coming here. The Selection. Alice. Heather. The… thing I can do.” My breath catches. “And it all started with my dad.”

Am I going crazy then? “You’re not going crazy, Alice” Gabriel said, a deep chuckle erupting from him making the hair on my body stand on end. What is going on? “We are werewolves, Alice. We can read minds… it’s called Telepathy. Plus, I can easily read you from the expression on your face” Someone pour ice water on me. And why is the scent from Gabriel getting stronger and why am I feeling so attracted to him even though I just met him? Oh,no. He must have heard that too.

"So you're…not joking. Like…you really did eat his ghost dick?" "He's not a ghost!" His cock was very…very real. "More like a…corporeal non-living construct…" "So a zombie?" Noelle groaned, "we talked about this Ronnie, you weren't going to be a coffin banger. Remember Ciarán?" "How could I forget when you and Xavion remind me of him every two seconds?" Now I was yanking on my own braids. "Yes, I lost my virginity to dollar store Dracula in the parking lot of a Denny's. No, I don't want to be reminded of it."